The Micromanagement of Women’s Bathrooms

Ok, so I apologize in advance if you’re one of them…but I have to laugh at the women who try to manage the women’s restroom by putting 4 or 5 or 6 different signs on the walls!!!

I thought I was a control-freak…or maybe I just don’t have enough time of my hands to make pretty little signs…who knows.

The bathroom in question will remain at an unidetified location for security reasons…but I happen to frequent it a lot. There are at least 4 signs in it, laminated, clipart and everything. One says “Please no food in the toilet.” Another, “Ladies, let’s be courteous of others. Please wipe off the seat.” Another, “Make sure it all flushes. Use the toilet brush if needed.” And ANOTHER one still says “It’s not that hard. Put the roll on the holder!”

While I agree with all of these statements…and I DO wish women would put the roll of toilet paper on the holder instead of on the floor…i can’t imagine taking the time to make all of these lovely signs!!!!

What is this world coming to if I can’t go to the BATHROOM in peace?!? I can’t go to the bathroom without feeling like I’m being yelled at. Sometimes I even get the feeling that there’s a certain someone looking over my shoulder. Seriously? I have to deal with a condescending voice even in the bathroom?!?

Ah…well, I guess somebody needs to control all of the gross dirty women who pee on seats and flush their lunch down toilets (really? People really flush food down toilets in public?)

Apparently someone sees the need for super management of ladies restrooms. So be it. I wonder if it really works. Do women start to put the roll of toilet paper on the floor, see the sign, and then re-think it and place it nicely on the holder? I doubt it.
sidenote- my final exam (a short term paper, really) is done for my class! On to the next one in October!

Where my mind goes…

So I like to write. I don’t mind doing term papers. I’m even looking forward to my Master’s Thesis. But somehow I always make it into more than it needs to be.

I have a term paper due Friday. I’ve had a month to do it. A month. Somehow that month dwindled down to three days rather quickly. And in the three days that are left, I have only one free night to get it together. Tonight was one of them. But it’s already almost 10:00 and my energy is drained. I had good intentions. But here’s where my mind goes when I sit down to write.

•  Hmmmm…air crash inverstigation. Psychology. Read accident report. 350 pages?!?!?! Yikes.
•  I wonder why Kyle was cranky today. Teething? I hope he isn’t getting sick. That’s the last thing I need. He is coughing a lot, though…
• Holy crap! I forgot to make food for the social tomorrow night! Guess I better go make something.
• Seriously?!? Am I the only one that uses the freaking dishwasher in this house?!? I can’t even get to the sink. There are no clean dishes. Guess I have to wash them before I can bake cookies.
• CRAP!!! I need to find a sitter for Thursday! Who the heck is going to be up for that? Probably nobody.
• I really should write this paper.
• Oh yeah…my sister was telling me to check out this guy’s myspace page. Gotta do that.
• Oh no, I forgot to call that one girl back today.
• I wonder if my paper will write itself.
• I need to do laundry. Don’t have anything to wear after my trip last week.
• Which reminds me…I still haven’t even unpacked!
• The sitter is going to be disgusted with my house tomorrow. Should I bother to clean it?
• An hour has gone by. Still no paper.
• Better write a blog about it.
• I wonder who the heck is using my credit card in Idaho? My sister? Nah. Can’t be…Hmm.
• Should’ve bought some wine today.
• I need to schedule my car for an inspection before my registration runs out. Mental Note. Do that tomorrow.
• I wonder if my instructor will care that my paper sucks. Will he let us revise it one more time before we have to turn it in?
• Should’ve called that one girl back. Shoot.

Anyway, you get it. Am I the only one that feels ADD these days? I’m definitely not ADD, right? God, did having a kid make me ADD?

Sometimes I wish I were better at using my time. Like the whole month I had to write my paper. All of the opportunities I had…and now I’m down to three days. I can write this paper in about 2 hours if I try hard. So why don’t I just do it?

Ugh.

I better go to bed now. Maybe I’ll feel like writing this paper tomorrow?

England Nights…

I’ve come to realize that while England is mostly a wonderful place, I can’t help but miss the hot Arizona/Texas nights. It’s always so cold and clammy here it seems. I dread going outside because I know the ground will be wet, there will be a mist in the air, and my car windows will be fogged over. The long dark days are almost here- it’s now getting dark around 8:30 and dawn arrives around 6:30 or so. In the middle of winter, we’ll get about 6 or 7 hours of daylight. Every now and then the sun will peak out, but I’m definitely not looking forward to another English winter!

I’m definitely a heat person. I love the heat. I love the sun. I love it when it’s 80 degrees outside at 3 in the morning. I love being able to walk outside without shoes on and go swimming at any hour of the day. I love the hot air during sunset and being able to walk downtown without a coat and hat and mittens. I really loved flying at night, underneath the clear skies. It’s much easier to get up in the morning when it’s sunny and 80 degrees! Flying at about 6 am is my favorite thing to do in the southwest…sunshine, ”cool,” calm air…peace and quiet.

Don’t get me wrong- I’ll attempt to take full advantage of the English winter- I will wear my peacoat, put on my scarf and sip some tea (eh…coffee if no one will notice) and walk downtown anyways.  There are times when a crisp 20 degrees is nice- but only when you can run back inside and grab a nice hot cup of coffee! 

I’ll go full force into the dark nights (and days) and I’ll do it gleefully…knowing that my time in warm weather will come someday!